Procrastination is like masturbation

Why is so easy to set a goal, so hard to follow through? Rhetorical question. Don't help. I know what the problem is.

Procrastination.

When I set out to write a blog, I had the simple intention of writing something every day. Or at least nearly every day. Or at least weekly. (Seeing a pattern?)

The problem is; life gets in the way. There's work, family, more work, kids ballgames, practice, etc. etc. Before you know it, time passes. Sometimes a lot more time than you think.

I've been stewing lately about the passage of time. Not due to my failure to post blog updates, on balance, it's an annoyance to realize you've put off doing something you had planned to do, not a catastrophe. Time's been on my mind because several milestones have been reached in my family, milestones that portend a lot more passage of time than I can easily wrap my head around.

My only daughter graduated the eight grade. She's off to high school next year, and driving to boot. My wedding anniversary is coming up. Five years, already. And did I mention only daughters boyfriend the sophomore?

I'm not bothered by the time. In fact the opposite is true, I'm extremely proud of my daughter. Watching her and her best friend pose for pictures, I remembered something I thought of years ago, standing over her crib when I got to meet her for the first time. I remember the distinct thought, " I can't wait to see the woman your going to turn into." I guess I thought I'd have a little more time than the blink of an eye to enjoy the transition.

And five years doesn't seem like a long time to be married. It's not, for most folks. But it took me 15 years to get to a place where I could sustain a good relationship, and the most incredible luck in the world to find a woman I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with. I'm not taking anything for granted. Sometimes I wish I could slow down time, just to savor everything a bit more. Instead, I'm learning to savor fast.

The title of this post is part of a joke: procrastination is like masturbation, seems like a good idea at the time, but in the end, your just fucking yourself. I can live with putting off some blog posts, but I hope I never miss an opportunity to revel in the family I've got. And if it moves fast, I can live with it. Happy anniversary baby, I can't wait for 50 more.